Title - Unexpected Valentine
Author - Hanase
Chapter - 3/3 (supposed to be 4 chps, but I merged chp 3 & 4)
Pairing - Hanamichi x Kiyota
Email - angelsanctuary@tokyo.com
Rating - G
Genre - Yaoi/Romance
Warnings - The characters might be slightly(juz slightly) OOC in this fic. Not the usual personalities that u had come to associate them with.
Feedback - Via Email, posting them in the forum is ok too
Archive - Will be posted up at
SlamDunk BuBBle after it is edited accordingly. Or why else I post it here? Alternate url would be
http://dizzy.at/sdbubble
sighs I finally got round to finally post this last chp up. Lazy bum.
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Kiyota fidgeted nervously in front of the lift as he stared impatiently at the lift number.
"Shucks, what's taking the lift so long?" He felt afraid all of a sudden. Afraid of himself. Afraid of that red haired monkey. This is weird. I am supposed to be a homophobic. But why did I blush when he looked at me? And I'm actually amazed by his body. At the last thought, his face turned a shade of tinted red. God, this is not right. I must be having a fever, that must be the reason. Kiyota tried to convince himself of the cause of his uptight feeling. After what seems like an eternity, the lift finally stopped at the sixth floor. He hurriedly step in and pressed the close button.
Strangely, the lift door did not close. Kiyota's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets when he saw who entered the lift.
"Hey, wild haired monkey, why didn't you wait for me?" Hanamichi chuckled as he looked at Kiyota's funny expression. The shorter young man quickly focused his attention on the lift's buttons instead. They were barely in the lift for a full 3 minutes when the lift jerked to a sudden stop.
"Eh?! What happened?" Kiyota squeezed himself to one corner of the lift as he blinked repeatedly at the lift number above. It stopped at the fourth floor.
Hanamichi shrugged carelessly. "The lift probably broke down."
"What!!" Kiyota stared at him in horror. "Nooooo!!! Help!! Get me out!!! I don't want to be trapped in here!!" Kiyota lunged forward and thumped the lift door loudly. Aside from being a homophobic, the other one thing he was most afraid of was to get caught in the lift. Hanamichi raised his eyebrows at him in surprise.
"Er...calm down! We're only caught in the lift! Don't get so fired up!" He tried to appease the frightened Kiyota, who was still thumping furiously on the lift door. His words fell on deaf ears.
"Get me out!! Get me out!!" Kiyota cried on and on. He could not stand being in a jammed lift, and most of all, together with that red haired monkey. It was possibly the worst nightmare for him. Hanamichi shook his head in fustration.
That wild monkey is making too much noise. He had to do something. He stepped forward and grabbed hold of Kiyota's wrists to stop the deafening thumping.
"Oi! Stop that! You're giving Tensai a headache." He glared fustratedly at the latter.
"But we are stucked!! Stucked!! We must get...get..." His voice faltered when he realised with stunning realisation that the red haired monkey was holding his wrists tightly. "Gwaaaaaa...Pervert!! Stay away from me!!" He pulled his arms back and jumped to his own corner again, emitting nervous and frightened waves. Hanamichi arched his eyebrows.
"Pervert?" Hanamichi repeated. Kiyota literally plastered himself to the corner. Hanamichi's eyebrows relaxed as he wore a small meaningful smile on his lips.
"Interesting. Anyway, you can continue shouting if you want. I'm not going to bother about you for now." He said as he rubbed his stomach in circles. "Gosh, I'm hungry." He settled down comfortably on the floor cross legged and zipped open his bag. Kiyota stared with a stupefied face as Hanamichi took out his bento, revealing a box full of delicious looking sushi and fried prawn fritters.
"You want some?" The red head offered. When he got no answer from the other guy, he started to gobble down the sushis one by one. Kiyota sweatdropped. Maybe he had imagined too much. He began to relax and sat down too. He was still frightened though, being caught in a jammed lift was not exactly a very nice experience to him. He shivered at the thought of not being able to get out of the lift alive and his face promptly turned a shade paler.
"So, where are you going for tomorrow's V day?" Hanamichi asked as he continued to attack his now half empty bento.
"Huh?" Kiyota snapped from his daze. "Valentine's day you mean?"
"Yeah, what do you think I was asking then?" Hanamichi snorted as he swallowed down a crabroll sushi.
"Well...erm...I don't know." Kiyota's shoulders sagged as he remembered he did NOT have any dates for tommorrow.
"Don't know? I thought you would have at least one date by now." Hanamichi chuckled. Kiyota growled.
"Hmph! So I assumed you have got plenty of dates huh?" Kiyota asked in his best sarcastic tone.
Hanamichi paused in his chuckles. "Well...no."
"Hah! See? You better worry about yourself. I'll surely get a date faster than you." Kiyota stuck his tongue out at him, momentarily forgotten how nervous he had felt in the changing room earlier and just some minutes ago. Hanamichi widened his eyes by a fraction at the cheeky looking Kiyota beside him. In that split second of the moment, he saw the wild haired guy as a innocent little child full of cute expressions, who seemed to be inviting him to play along with him. He grinned from ear to ear as he carelessly shoved his bento aside.
Hanamichi looked straight into his sea blue eyes, smiling with his dark chocolate sparkly eyes.
"You looked like a little child just now, you know that? Really adorable." His eyes shone as he observed the smooth complexion of the bewildered looking Kiyota.
The wild haired guy swallowed uneasily at the way Hanamichi was eyeing him. He could feel electricity flowing through every nerve in his body, and it dawned on him what effect that red haired monkey had on him. He hastily averted his vision away from that pair of dark chocolate eyes. His cheeks were once again painted a pastel shade of pink as an alarming thought went through the back of his head. He was almost sucked into the latter's deep soulful orbs and could not get himself out of it. Oh god! I have to stop feeling this way. Something is not right. Kiyota berated himself mentally.
Hanamichi's heart slid two steps down when he found that his 'mesmerising' eye technique did not quite worked successfully on the wild haired guy. However, he continue to fix his gaze on the latter's side view now facing him instead. He could mentally trace out the delicate yet strong bone structure of his face, and the perfectly shaped nose perched nicely on it. He noticed how those dark flowing locks fall so elegantly to frame his face. The seemingly shiny tresses were still slightly damp, adding a wet sexy touch to his angelic face. Hanamichi's lips pursed into a tiny smile.
Kiyota was staying very still, not daring to move an inch. He could sense the hard stare from Hanamichi's eyes directed at him. He would have broke into a heavy sweatpour if he had not forced himself to remain poised and calm. He was not very successful as he started to fidget uneasily. He felt so uncomfortable. Now, he began to believe it was not his wild imagination after all. That red haired monkey might be a potential GAY. Kiyota's mind went into full panic alarm mode at this realisation. What if that monkey tried to do something to him? What if...what if...
"Kiyota?" Kiyota's hair literally stood up straight, like Sendoh's famous spike hairstyle.
"Argh!! Don't come near me! You gay pervert!!" He plastered his back to the lift wall as he stared in fright at Hanamichi.
"Gay pervert?!" Hanamichi's eyebrows curved into a deep arch as a painful expression masked his face. He went silent for some seconds before he spoke up. "Is the idea of being a gay so disgusting to you?" Another few seconds of silence. "Gays are just as normal as any other straight guys out there. We don't have a burnt fuse up there in our brains if you would like to know." He rolled his eyes at the still frozen Kiyota. Hanamichi heaved a sigh of helplessness. "Ok, do I look like a psycho to you? Being in love with the same sex doesn't makes you more of a psycho." Kiyota was still in stunning silence. Hanamichi gestured in defeat. "Alright, I think I'm talking to a wooden toy monkey." He snorted.
A response was finally evoked from Kiyota. "Hey! What do you mean by a wooden toy monkey?! I'm a breathing human being!" He scowled with a clenched fist.
"Yeah, a blushing breathing human being." Hanamichi grinned at the scowling face, which was instantly replaced by a blushing one.
"Wha...wha...what?! I'm not blushing!" Kiyota protested with an even darker blush on his cheeks.
"Oh yeah?" The red head flipped out a small mirror from god knows where and held it in front of Kiyota's face.
The wild haired guy promptly let out a sharp "Eeeeeeeeeek!!! That's not me!!" He saw his own reflection and he was INDEED blushing hotly.
Hanamichi plastered a small triumphant smile on his face. "You are beginning to fall for me, that's why you are blushing like a girl."
"Huh?!" Kiyota gaped stupidly. How could he have fallen for that red haired monkey who always claim himself to be a Tensai? Even if he does have great muscles and looks...Argh!! What am I thinking? I am supposed to be a homophobic! He shook his head in dismay.
Hanamichi looked on amusingly at the person in front of him. He started to inch closer to the unsuspecting Kiyota who was still shaking his head. Catching hold of his chin gently, he tilted Kiyota's face slightly upwards as he gazed into two pools of frightened blue orbs. His nose caught the scent of peach and mango coming from the latter. "I love the smell of peaches and mango, do you know that? Very sweet smelling." His lips twitched. Kiyota parted his lips in amazement. Hanamichi was looking at him with an expression that he could not quite describe. His heartbeat began to beat irregularly. He was entranced by the face looming above his. Gosh...what am I thinking? Kiyota thought mentally.
"I'm attracted to you, Kiyota." Hanamichi said seriously. He wanted to let Kiyota know he is not joking. Kiyota gaped widely. He...he likes me?! Oh my god!
"I really like you. Do you feel anything for me? At least a little?" Hanamichi asked, imploring him for an answer.
"I...I..." Kiyota could not say out the words, but he knew there was a very different feeling inside his heart right now which he had never experienced before. Was that feeling what he had been thinking about? Hanamichi's vision never left the boyish face in front of him for a second. Kiyota could see in his eyes that he needed to know the answer, now. Looking into the pair of chocolate brown eyes, he felt a warm sense of security and increasing heat on his cheeks. Hanamichi gave a wistful smile. He thought blushing really suits Kiyota. He almost wanted to pinch those endearing cheeks of his right there and then.
"I..." Kiyota started again. "I think..." His cheeks were getting redder by the moment. However, Hanamichi knew the answer already, judging from the look on Kiyota's face. He moved forward even closer, until the tips of their noses touched.
"I take it as a yes then." He murmured sexily. Kiyota blushed deeply as a reply. As his lips touched sweetly on Kiyota's one, the ancient clock tower in the school campus chimed. The time was twelve midnight sharp. Valentine's day has arrived.